06

The relationship between Gojo Satoru and Hipper has eased recently, but to say so is a bit of an understatement of the friendly atmosphere between them.

The atmosphere between them had been so tense a few nights ago, with few words exchanged and tension rising, but now they were so close that they walked in and out together, arm in arm. It was as if the two of them had a little secret of their own.

But since it's a secret, let's not explore it.

Geniuses also have the same worries as ordinary people, such as getting up early, staying up late, and having difficulty getting up.

Before the bell rang, Gojo Satoru dragged the distracted Hipper to the classroom and sat down.

Are these two people close enough to meet up in the morning to meet up for a deadline? It's only been a few days.

"What did you do last night? Your eyes are like this." Gojo Satoru turned around and watched the whole process of Hipper putting eye drops in his eyes, confused.

Hipper's technique was somewhat similar to his six eyes, constantly receiving information from the outside world, placing a tremendous strain on the brain. Excessive load triggered a brain defense—a fever. However, he had long since grown accustomed to the burden of six eyes; as a child, he had often developed fevers due to the information overload.

He just had a fever, but Hipper not only had a fever, but also hurt his eyes.

My eyes are red all day, as if I didn't sleep well.

"You're not looking at—"

Gojo Satoru asked her quietly in a low voice.

Geto Suguru and Naoko Ieiri listened attentively.

“Documentary.”

Hipper couldn't stop yawning, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and fell asleep on the table. Apart from the lessons on spells, there was no need to waste time listening to other content, because the knowledge reserve of Mr. Yega Zhengdao was not yet at Hipper's level.

Hipper asked the teacher not to restrict her as long as she could stay in the classroom and get full marks on the exam. After careful consideration, Ye'e Zhengdao agreed.

As long as it doesn't disturb other students' studies, Hipper can do his own thing, even sleeping with one eye closed.

"I want to see it too!" Gojo Satoru shook her awake fiercely, not allowing her to doze off again.

Hipper was speechless.

"Are you the one with a fever?" After taking Gojo Satoru to experience the simulated universe last time, she had a high fever and slept for two days. It was her family member Nozomi who came to treat her.

He choked and whispered, "Can't you try hard to learn the reversal technique?"

"You think I'm not studying?"

If she learns it, won't she be able to watch the surveillance video 24 hours a day? But she hasn't learned it yet.

He sniffed exaggeratedly, "Is there anything you can't learn?"

Reaching out to turn his head back, Hipper's face did not look very happy.

How dare you question genius, how ignorant!

Ye Mo Zhengdao, who came in with the lesson plan, closed the door. The bell rang. Gojo Satoru curled his lips and stopped chasing after Hipper to harass the sleep-deprived Hipper.

Hipper actually watched such an interesting thing alone. Aren’t they partners? We should bring him along!

*

AI cannot dream, which is an experience that humans rarely have in their more than ten years of life. But today, she dreamed while sleeping in class.

Her sleep time is strictly controlled within four hours to avoid the invasion of dreams.

But...is this really a dream?

Arriving in a strange universe, on the streets of Tokyo, with its endless stream of people, she could not feel the connection between this land and herself, could not open the simulated universe, and could not observe other timelines.

This shocked her so much that she did not restrain her cursed power. Wild lightning and thunder climbed along her body, and the arcs were baring their fangs and claws.

The land was connected by the flow of cursed energy throughout Japan, and now she had lost control of those eyes.

They didn't react to her cursed energy.

Hipper immediately realized that this was a universe beyond her observation, and Gojo Satoru must exist here.

"Wow! A young man with great potential."

It was a very familiar voice, but compared to the frivolous and energetic 15-year-old Gojo Satoru, this time Gojo Satoru was a little more stable.

The man who suddenly appeared in front of her was holding a paper bag of desserts in his hand. He was stunned after seeing the girl's appearance.

"This is really... a bit surprising." The man lifted the blindfold and took a step closer to observe the girl's appearance closely.

Her hair was disheveled, and her blue eyes, similar to his, were streaked with redness. Even when she blinked, it was clear she was suffering. She seemed sleep deprived and listless, showing no reaction to the sudden appearance of the man or his inexplicable words. She calmly allowed him to observe her, her eyes fixed on the paper bag he held.

"Can I have something to eat? You can ask me anything later."

Huh? Are you hungry?

This is a limited edition item that he had queued up to buy. He refused, refused, but he could treat her to something else.

"I want the one you have."

The girl raised her eyes and met his, seeing through what he had left unsaid.

Her half-closed eyes revealed an unguarded tiredness as she waited for him to give her his limited edition dessert, certain of his choice.

"Accept my limited edition dessert and you'll be my student. How about calling me Gojo-sensei?"

The expression on her face changed slightly when she heard the unexpected words. She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds before agreeing.

"Gojo-sensei."

It truly amazed her that a classmate of hers had become her teacher. What had inspired him to become a teacher? From her observations of Gojo Satoru, it seemed he wouldn't be in his current state unless something catastrophic had happened.

Well, she was also curious about what it was like to be Gojo Satoru's student.

I'll discuss this with Gojo Satoru after I wake up. It's quite interesting.

The two of them strolled aimlessly down the street. She took the paper bag Gojo Satoru handed her and ate it without hesitation. She had stayed up late watching the surveillance cameras last night and hadn't had time to eat in the morning, so she was still hungry.

The girl ate the small cake in two or three bites, leaving her mouth full of cream. She was so hungry that she didn't leave any for him.

Hipper glanced at the paper bag and memorized the brand.

"It is too sweet."

The girl commented softly.

"But it's just right for replenishing energy."

She wiped the corner of her mouth and asked the man beside her: "Did you see anything, Mr. Gojo?"

"Ah, I see clearly."

He put the blindfold on.

"It's very similar to the teacher's six eyes. It was really shocking when I first saw it."

"This is the first time I've seen someone's eyes so similar to Rokugan's."

"It's pure natural, teacher."

She stopped, turned to face him, and introduced herself.

"Hippo, 16 years old, my technique is electrical energy manipulation, and now I'm homeless." She clasped her hands together and made a plea to Gojo Satoru. "Please, Gojo-sensei, please support me for a while."

“…”

Gojo Satoru was silent, not quite sure what to say. This was the first time he'd seen someone so self-sufficient, and he sighed deeply. But since they were already his students, he would consider their reasonable requests.

Moreover, she had white hair and blue eyes similar to his own, and her earnest request made it difficult for him to refuse.

"You agreed, right?" she asked Gojo Satoru for confirmation.

"Your eyes are a little too conspicuous." Gojo Satoru answered the question irrelevantly, lightly tapping Hipper's eyes with his fingers, hinting at something. "You should wear colored contact lenses. What color do you like? How about red? I think it would suit you very well."

The man went on talking to himself.

Hipper shrugged, somewhat indifferently, "Whatever you wish."

Gojo Satoru led her in a different direction, and it was easy to find a cosmetics store on the streets of Tokyo. The clerk helped her choose the size, and Gojo Satoru picked out a few red colors and asked the clerk to pack up some.

"Do you want to dye your hair too?"

"Forget it, I really like my hair color." Hipper politely declined Gojo Satoru's proposal.

"How about meeting the other classmates later? They are a group of cute and lively students." Gojo Satoru smiled and sent text message notifications to the students, taking her to buy a mobile phone.

Hipper was a little confused, "Does being cute and lively include me?"

He tilted his head to look at Hipper and answered without thinking, "I feel like when Hipper gets lively, something terrible will happen. But she's very cute."

That's true, she has indeed done some remarkable things.

The girl curled up the corners of her mouth, feeling very happy about the teacher's praise.

A girl with an unknown and even somewhat suspicious origin, eyes similar to Rokugan, a potential sorcerer...

Is it a trap or a coincidence?

"OK! If you need anything, call Gojo-sensei." Gojo Satoru saved his contact information on his new phone and handed it to Hipper. "Now, go with the teacher to meet the new students. We must get along well with them."

As a teacher, he seems to be quite capable.

The next second, Hipper was held awkwardly under Gojo Satoru's armpits and began to teleport... Uh, was this teleportation? The speed was so fast, no, it was an illusion of teleportation due to the excessive speed caused by attraction.

Instant long-distance movement is quite practical. Gojo Satoru uses the technique very well. Let's write it down first and let Satoru learn it when we get back. I wonder if her lightning technique can achieve similar effects. Let's write it down as well and study it when we get back.

"It's really useful, teacher." Hipper praised sincerely. "Can you teach me this?"

Gojo Satoru loosened his grip and let her fall to the ground, saying with a hint of regret, "You can't learn this."

"Then tell me the theoretical part and I'll study it."

The spirit of perseverance in learning. Considering that Hipper does not have a limitless technique and does not have six eyes, it is okay to tell her, just to satisfy the student's curiosity.

It’s not a big secret anyway.

"This is Cang." A huge amount of energy was condensed in the man's hand, which was blue, similar to the color of his eyes.

Hipper leaned in curiously to observe, but Gojo Satoru pinched the back of his collar to distance him. "Even if you're curious, don't get too close."

The energy is a spherical vortex with a strong attraction. If this attraction can be controlled, it can become a small black hole. It is a very practical ability.

"It can be used as a means of attack, and it is also convenient for business trips." With a wave of his hand, the ball of energy disappeared. Gojo Satoru glanced at the student and saw that he was thinking about something, as if he had given him some brilliant idea.

"Hey, hey~ Yuji, bring Kei, Nobara, and the others to meet the new students. If Panda is with you, come over too."

"We're together. Come over later, Gojo-sensei."

"OK!"

After Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, Hipper had woken up from her brainstorming, but what she was thinking about now was how to wake up from the dream.

"Teacher, how do I wake up from a dream?"

She wanted to hear Gojo Satoru's answer.

"Hmm? Wake up the sleeper."

…

It sounds like a joke at first, but it does make sense if you think about it carefully.

Who would hit her? Gojo Satoru in class? Or someone else in the dream? If she couldn't wake up after being hit, wouldn't she be taken advantage of?